An ox cart came slowly to the academy. Mr. Li Manmang pulled the ox cart directly to the back hill of the academy. Jun Mo and all the junior brothers and sisters were waiting for him.
"Congratulations to welcome the teacher back to the mountain."
The curtain of the car was opened, and the master came out and said, "Didn't I say I don't want those red tapes?"
"The etiquette cannot be discarded. It is natural for a student to pay homage to his teacher." Jun Mo said stubbornly.
The master got off the oxcart and said, "I'm hungry. What have you prepared to entertain the teacher?"
"The teacher's favorite mutton steamed buns are ready."
The master moved his index finger and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's eat quickly!"
Yu Lian said carefully: "Teacher, don't you need to worry about the wasteland?"
The master said indifferently: "Wang Gang will handle it, we don't need to worry about it."
Jun Mo slowly said to Li: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother seems to have begun to understand Haoran Qi."
Li slowly shook his head and said, "If he wants to learn, he can learn it! He can't be stopped."
Everyone walked into the room, and Chen Pipi brought a bowl of mutton steamed buns to everyone.
"Pippi, Liansheng thirty-two killed the Taoist Zhi Shou Guan, do you want to go back?" Li slowly asked his junior brother.
Chen Pipi shook his head and said: "Zhi Shou Guan besieged Junior Brother and Mr. Wang Da, and you are responsible for this misfortune."
Li slowly took out a short stick and said: "The teacher has let the master of the temple leave Nanhai."
Chen Pipi was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why did the teacher let my father go?"
The master smiled and said: "I have been trapped in Nanhai for so many years, and I am tired. In the future, I will be able to feel more relaxed if someone will take care of the affairs of the academy."
Jun Mo frowned and asked: "Teacher, Mr. Wang Da is an outsider after all. Do you really plan to hand over the academy to him?"
Li slowly said: "Jun Mo, do you think it is inappropriate to hand over the academy to Mr. Wang Da?"
"I'm just worried that Mr. Wang Da is not a forbearing person. If the academy is handed over to him, the Tang Dynasty will be troubled from now on."
The Master took a bite of the mutton, and then said: "Anyone in the world who doesn't regard Tang as fat meat wants to take a bite. If you just tolerate it, they will only think that you are easy to bully."
Li slowly whispered: "Teacher, I think of my little uncle again."
The master slowly put the chopsticks on his hands and said seriously: "Strong power cannot be unruly. Brains are always more important than force. You must learn from Ke Haoran's incident."
"Yes, teacher." Everyone bowed and replied.
The Master waved his robe with his right hand, and a scene appeared on the wall in front of him. It was the scene of Wang Gang and Ke Haoran competing with each other with their remaining sword intent inside the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.
"Little Junior Uncle." Jun Mo became slightly excited. Seeing his Junior Uncle Ke Haoran again, Jun Mo felt a little excited.
"I didn't expect Mr. Wang Da's swordsmanship to be comparable to that of my junior uncle."
In the picture, Wang Gang's eight-color sword intent is flowing around his body, and he is fighting with Ke Haoran's pure white sword intent.
The two forces of the seventh realm collided, and the Demon Sect's mountain gate, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was about to turn into ruins.
Not far away, Ning Que and Ye Hongyu stared directly at Wang Gang, impressed by the mysterious sword intent.
Even Mo Shanshan, who didn't practice swordsmanship, had a mesmerized expression at this time.
"While we are eating, we are appreciating such wonderful sword techniques. It is really a great pleasure in life." The master picked up the chopsticks again, held the mutton steamed buns, and squatted on the chair to eat.
Several other disciples of the Master picked up their bowls and watched the "live broadcast" while eating. Only Jun Mo stared at the picture on the wall, for fear of missing a second.
The battle between Wang Gang and Ke Haoran didn't last long. It ended in less than five minutes. It ended with the dissipation of Ke Haoran's remaining sword power.
The Demon Sect's mountain gate also collapsed in half under the influence of two extraordinary powers, which made Yu Lian feel slightly distressed.
After the battle, Jun Mo didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and kept muttering: "Is Haoran's Sword Intent not as good as Wang Gang's Baji Sword Intent?"
"Idiot." The master threw a chopstick and hit Jun Mo on the head.
"There is only a mighty sword spirit left in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, just like water without roots, it will die when it is exhausted. Wang Gang can deal with it easily."
Jun Mo perked up and said, "Little Master Uncle's awe-inspiring sword spirit is indeed invincible!"
The Master threw out the chopsticks again and laughed and cursed: "There is no invincible sword in the world. Even if Ke Haoran is not dead, in a sword fight with Wang Gang, the outcome will only be between 50 and 50!"
The way of cultivation cannot be focused solely on winning or losing. When Wang Gang fought with Haoran's sword intention, he just wanted to hone his sword intention, not for the sake of winning or losing."
Yu Lian picked up the chopsticks, wiped them clean, handed them to the Master, and then asked, "Teacher, I don't understand something?"
"You ask!" The master took the chopsticks and continued eating.
"Mr. Wang Da has only been practicing for a few years, so why is he so strong?"
Several other disciples turned their attention.
The Master said: "You all know that Wang Gang is from outside the realm. He has practiced cultivation before and his level is not bad. It's just that when he comes to this world, he needs to adapt to the rules set by Haotian.
His ability to break through the extraordinary realm is more of a matter of restoring his previous strength."
Li slowly asked: "Teacher, how can we break through the extraordinary?"
Among the Master's thirteen disciples, only Li gradually reached the realm of no distance and began to comprehend the seventh realm of transcendence.
"When you feel the restrictions imposed by Haotian on all living beings, and break this restriction, you can become extraordinary." Master explained.
"Haotian's restrictions?" Li slowly asked in confusion.
The Master said: "According to records, in ancient times, practitioners could fly freely through the sky and the earth, and could even leave the earth under their feet and go to the unknown starry sky.
Later, Haotian appeared and established the Kingdom of God on the Nine Heavens, and heaven, earth and all living beings were shackled, and practitioners could no longer follow their own desires."
Li slowly said suddenly: "Teacher, can I understand that Haotian limits the strength of all practitioners?"
"That's right." The master picked up a piece of plump mutton and said, "Haotian restricts at least 90% of the strength of the practitioners. Only after becoming extraordinary can one not be affected by Haotian, and even be qualified to break away from the shackles of the earth and go to the Kingdom of Haotian.
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Jun Mo wondered: "How can we break through Haotian's restrictions?"
"You need to realize this yourself." Master put down the empty bowl and said, "Everyone's way of breakthrough is different.
The gambler, the founder of the Taoist sect, realized purity and transcendence. The Buddha realized nirvana and thus transcended life and death. The demon sect realized immortality and sought a body that would be immortal for all tribulations! Everyone has different understandings and the realm they achieve is also different."
Jun Mo asked anxiously: "Then what did my junior uncle realize?"
The master sighed and said: "He has learned the art of swordsmanship. He would rather break than bend. I don't want you to follow his old path."
Jun Mo said with firm eyes: "Teacher, where is my swordsmanship?"
"This depends on your own heart." The Master said, "Master leads me in, and practice depends on the individual. Everyone has their own destiny. Although I accept you as a disciple, I have never restricted your path."
The master's thirteen disciples all learned different things. The only thing that remains unchanged is that the master never forced the disciples' cultivation level. Therefore, most of the thirteen disciples are in the Dongxuan realm, and only four of them have achieved the breakthrough of knowing fate!
"Teacher, I think my cultivation is a bit weak, can you give me some guidance?" Muyou suddenly said to Confucius.
"You didn't care before, didn't you?" the master said, pinching his beard.
"Junior brother is about to break through to know his fate. I am still in the Dongxuan realm. As a senior sister, I can't be weaker than my junior brother!"
"Yes! I also want to break through the realm of destiny knowledge."
The disciples expressed their intention to improve their cultivation. The master laughed and said, "It seems that Wang Gang's appearance has stimulated you to improve."